Jun. 27th, 2017

idontneedluck: (Default)
[personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut is moving more cautiously today. The room's furniture has changed dramatically, and seems to still be changing. The safe plan for today would be to have a rat deliver food and tea somewhere less... mobile, and relax.

But.

Chirrut has never been a huge fan of the safe road.

He makes his way to the Bar carefully, and leans his staff against the Bar as he takes a seat.

Surprisingly, what appears under his hands isn't Bar's usual napkin, or simply a mug of tea, but a datapad, much like his translator upstairs. He reads, his frown of concentration turning in to a smirk as he learns what is going on, and that there will be choices. A robot, one that sounds much like K2SO that was. A woman, which briefly tempts him if only to find out what Baze's reaction would be. The third option, a lothcat, also tempts him... for much the same reasons.

The fourth makes him pause. He sits, tracing the raised letters, over and over again, thoughtfully.

(OOC note: Baze may bounce into any and all threads! :D)

Tinytag: Chirrut Imwe
venerable_ibis: (Ibis headed set in stone)
[personal profile] venerable_ibis
The main room has been taken over by small construction models. A vidscreen message comes to inform Djehuty that Milliways is observing an important holiday of a race of mechanical beings; and would he like to try a different form?

He looks with some doubt at the options: a giant metal ibis, a young baboon, a TI-85 graphing calculator, a tall bespectacled human in a black suit, a rocket of the sort he recognizes from pictures of the first Moon landing. All very nice, but could this magic affect him? At any rate, he declines. But in the spirit of cultural exchange, he sits for an hour or two with a glass of wine and constructs a lego temple complex.
explosive_artist: (s1: what the karabast is that?)
[personal profile] explosive_artist
Sabine comes in and has to stop and stare at the changes to bar today. She's heard things like this happen, it's still a shock. In those few moments, she takes in the colors and the creativity, and just knows this will be one of her favorite holidays, even if there aren't any explosions.

(She can fix this if need be.)

Stepping forwards eagerly, she takes a tour of things before deciding she needs something to eat before she loses herself to an artistic fugue. 

Her choices are a man (and one not too hard on the eyes), an anooba, and a droid of some kind. The anooba is tempting, she's always liked Embo's, but she just ignore the droid's color scheme. Decisions, decisions.
thewidewideworld: (Fem cubefall - braided)
[personal profile] thewidewideworld
Sinric comes down to the bar, laughing happily at the sight of all the colourful building blocks. He accepts his screen and smiles. "How wonderful! Thank you."

After a long moment of consideration he makes his selection.

There's a beautiful blonde woman with stunning cheekbones standing by the fire, singing softly and testing his her vocal range.

Cubefall

Jun. 27th, 2017 09:52 pm
merryeccentricities: (bat)
[personal profile] merryeccentricities
Joly avoids walking physically into the bar only because his cane hits a stool first. His attention is almost entirely on a his tablet, currently showing a screen of equations. His request for coffee is only automatically polite.

His concentration breaks when another screen floats over the tablet. He blinks a couple of times, then laughs and tucks his tablet into his coat. "Oh, this always catches me by surprise." Yes he missed all the building equipment. And the unusual visitors. And...maybe it's time he took a break from the lab, at that.

Besides the usual option of a different sort of human body, there's a little round mechanical ball of some sort ooor what is the fluffiest bat he's ever seen.

The more interesting choice is always the one that flies. He pauses long enough to write a (brief, technically legible) note for his friends, so they can still spot him for the next few days, and taps the screen. A moment later a flying fox bat takes off from the Bar and heads for the rafters.


((OOC: Slowtimes probably immediate, but here for a few days!))
angry_friendship_wolf: (Gabumon Cubefall)
[personal profile] angry_friendship_wolf
Yamato and Gabumon were both offered vidscreens of transformations as they settled at the Bar. Each of them has some kind of wolf mech, a keychain ("That's a bad joke," Yamato grumbles), and a few others. Yamato doesn't pick any of them, dismissing the vidscreens after a few moments of thought.

Gabumon does select one, and suddenly in place of a lizard is a young man with black hair, a hat, and angular features similar enough to Yamato's that they could probably pass for cousins or half brothers.

"Don't come complaining to me when you get tired of walking and can't just sit on my shoulders," Yamato murmurs.

Gabumon blinks at him. "But I can just sit on your shoulders."

A momentary scuffle later, Yamato is leaning heavily against the Bar, with the now nearly as tall as he is Gabumon sitting on his shoulders.
rosetintedbubbles: It's a pink cartoon dog that's also a helicopter (dogcopter)
[personal profile] rosetintedbubbles
Steven bounces through the door into Milliways singing, and then stops short. The place has changed! There are toys everywhere! And new people! And toys!

He loses himself in building fancy Lego castles for a good while before he remembers that he could be playing with toys while also drinking an ice cream float, which would clearly be even better, and running to the Bar.

Thoughts of dessert are driven away again by the viewscreen he's offered. Changing shape is something he's wanted to do since he can remember! He's used to seeing the other Gems transform, but he's never been able to so much as grow a few inches taller. He be a giant robot! Or a giant woman! or a giant stink beetle! But the screen is also offering him one of his Heroes, and so there's really only option. "Turn me into...Dogcopter!", he announces with as much drama as he can muster.

A few moments later, he remembers to actually tap his selection on the screen.

A pink dog flying with a helicopter blade goes racing outdoors, cheerfully shouting a very well-pronounced "Bark! Bark!"



((ooc:slowtimes probably inevitable and immediate, but I'll be around all week))